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CoolzeyFairfield, Iowa

Golden era hip-hop roots planted in black Iowa dirt are the foundation. Growth tempered by alternative era rock influence.
This along with a love for the juxtaposition of the dark, horrific nature of life paired with a slapstick and comedic view of the world allow for a wide, unpredictable arsenal ranging from soul-spilling indie bedroom rock to wise-cracking battle rap and on to radio pop....more

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Z - Let's just start the show
Party people live
Let's just start the show
We're all gonna die
Let's just start the show
C-ool-Z-EY
Let's just all go home

Cat - Party people in the place fix your face
Get your party on tonight
One step to the left if you're def
Take it to the full moonlight
Take a swing on a star so far
Do you see anything you like?
So many problems and my life is a mess
But you can bet I'm gonna try

Z - What's up son?
I heard the bell so I spun down the pole
Then I hopped into the Ecto-1
Said that you wasn't having any more fun
Took a look at Facebook and said I'm done
Now it has begun to get worse like a curse
Progress has been halted now it's going in reverse
We got bigots in the government getting it on and
They're not leaving until the break of dawn and
This night has been going on for so long that
Even the water from the sinks is all wrong
Bong hits to wax and dabs
Meanwhile the axe is grabbed and sharpened
Are you ready for the White House lawn?
Shoot, I didn't mean to get so heavy guys
I just didn't want to feed you all a bunch of petty lies
Anywise for now it's time to get naked
Shake it and excuse me as I fake it 'til I make it

Z - Let's just start the show
Party people live
Let's just start the show
We're all gonna die
Let's just start the show
C-ool-Z-EY
Let's just all go home

Cat - Party people in the place fix your face
Get your party on tonight
One step to the left if you're def
Take it to the full moonlight
Take a swing on a star so far
Do you see anything you like?
So many problems and my life is a mess
But you can bet I'm gonna try

Z - Imagine this was your job and every day
No matter what was going on in your life you had to play
Your girlfriend broke up with you
Your mom or dad died
A fascist regime is moving in like a landslide
You let your cat out and she didn't come back
Before you left town for tour
A chronic pain in your back
As soon as you set foot in the venue
The promoter proceeds preemptively apologizing
Ominous foreshadowing in full swing
You get accosted by a hick result of inbred colonizing
Locals looking like that they never seen a mic
Being used except for when the bartender's callign Jell-O shots
Competing with the dart board and the pool table
Come on child smile now
Let's see if you are able
To pull it together
No matter what the weather
Or the turnout whatever
Gotta try and make it better forever

Z - Let's just start the show
Party people live
Let's just start the show
We're all gonna die
Let's just start the show
C-ool-Z-EY
Let's just all go home

Cat - Party people in the place fix your face
Get your party on tonight
One step to the left if you're def
Take it to the full moonlight
Take a swing on a star so far
Do you see anything you like?
So many problems and my life is a mess
But you can bet I'm gonna try
I'm gonna try

Track Name: Would You Kill Me If I Turned?

Let's fight (let’s fight) back-to-back till the end, and
Let's try (let’s try) not to get bit, but if we do
I (I) swear on everything you hold dear
That you will not become like them, I will dispatch you

In peace you will lie but if I don’t make it out of this alive (this alive)
Promise me you’ll do what you must to survive
As the sky falls, all the world burns
Look me in the eye and tell me, *would you kill me if I turned?

Track Name: Tough Guy

I've become aware of your glare out of the corner of my eye
No one must've told you that it's not polite to stare, oh tough guy
Oh tough guy why don't you fly away like a pretty little bird up in the sky
Take a chance or you'll never get to dance oh tough guy
Wouldn't you like to be free from your mediocrity Carharts and camouflage the car in your garage short hair and no bright colors passing out on your lovers you only like things to be a certain way and everything outside of the box is gay
Fuck bust a nut bae buckle up
Say what uppercut Punk knuckle up
Throwing hundreds in the club because that's what we does and we showing no love because we Blowin these dubs
Stay iced like a mug from the white china dove in the trap with the desert E know when we thug
Catch a slug in your chest if you test with the best I molest children
OK I think we can get the gist every song is like a list of the same six things you like smoking lots of weed and objectifying women money cars getting drunk and having a gun
OK Dunn are you done yet and are we having fun yet you know Cus I can't tell anyway we might as well just fly away tonight oh tough guy

Kinky, witty, hilariously heartfelt—Schaffer the Darklord's hedonistic rhymes are just as indulgent to the listener as sex itself. While the first four tracks are run-of-the-mill Schaffer songs—fast, clever, funny—"Stranger" showcases Scahffer's impeccable sense of rhythm and storytelling in a swingy, mournful tale of woe that resonates with the emptiness inside us all. ggypsum